so much said
in the lack of words
the vacant image
the great abysmal void
the nod
the wink
what's understood
but not voiced
this silent procession
led by a mute conductor
into an empty page
into uncommon bliss
when there's no need
no sense of must
to air a rant
mumble misgivings
sing a praise
or chitty chatter chat
the time has past
for all of that
'tis time to pause
and hush and hear
what is said
without words
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